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Time warp

My advice for today: never take time for granted.

As in, don’t assume your smartphone clock is always right. Like I did this morning.

alarm clock graphicI woke up and glanced at my phone — 6am.


I could turn off my usual 6:30 alarm (because I hate alarms) and check my email, Facebook, etc. before I woke up the dog, who I could hear snoring on his pillow.

A lazy, relaxing start to the day.

When the two of us ventured out into the living room some 45 minutes later, the DVR clock held a surprise  —

It was 5:45, not 6:45 like my phone seemed to think.

A quick check of my phone’s clock settings revealed that the “automatic date and time” selection that links your phone to the network time was unchecked.

I don’t know how that happened. I certainly didn’t do it.  But consider this post an opportunity for you to double check your smartphone settings…

And get all the sleep you deserve tonight.

Warp speed

I know celebrities and regular people live in different worlds…

But do their clocks work differently, too?

Case in point: Lindsay Lohan.

She was recently sentenced to 30 days in jail for violating the terms of her probation. Last night at nine she checked into the Century Regional Detention Facility in Lynnwood, California…and promptly checked right back out at 1:30am.

Turns out 30 days in the real world is only 4.5 hours to the celebrity set.

I wonder if it works that way for everything.

On talk shows and interviews, actors are always bemoaning their long days on the set — sometimes 14-16 hours for some television shows and movies.  If they are using ‘regular people time’ (so we will be able to understand, bless our hearts), in celebrity terms they may actually only be working about….10 minutes.

Good work if you can get it.


I’ve spent a lot of time in the Dallas Fort Worth Airport over the years.

If I’m waiting for my flight home, you’ll most often find me — depending on my departure terminal — in Chili’s or Friday’s or near the closest electrical outlet.

Today my sister Lou and I killed a couple of hours in the Cowtown Bar in Terminal A.  And I’m pretty sure…

It’s a portal back in time.

It started with the waiter, Adam.  He was a very nice, attentive guy, don’t get me wrong.  But Adam was sporting a hairdo circa The Wedding Singer.

Let’s just say, it caught the eye.

The music mix also took us back.  “Last Kiss” started playing — “Last Kiss!”  I remember a group called Wednesday made a version of that song popular in 1974.  It has literally been a decade since I’ve heard that song.

This was followed by other hits from long ago.  I felt like I had fallen into a time warp.

Then a couple came into the restaurant with their three-year old daughter.  She was the spitting image of actress Abigail Breslin (Little Miss Sunshine, No Reservations, Nim’s Island).  I decided it was her.

Which convinced me — we had traveled back in time.

Tragically, I didn’t look any younger.